twopence? How do I know by this how my account stands?
Can't you write five or six lines to cast it up? Mine is forty-four
pounds per annum, and eight pounds from Hawkshaw makes fifty-two pounds.
Pray set it right, and let me know; you had best.--And so now I have
answered N.21, and 'tis late, and I will answer N.22 in my next: this
cannot go to-night, but shall on Tuesday: and so go to your play, and
lose your money, with your two eggs a penny; silly jade; you witty? very
pretty.

21. Mrs. Van would have me dine with her again to-day, and so I did,
though Lady Mountjoy has sent two or three times to have me see and dine
with her, and she is a little body I love very well. My head has ached
a little in the evenings these three or four days, but it is not of the
giddy sort, so I do not much value it. I was to see Lord Harley to-day,
but Lord Treasurer took physic; and I could not see him. He has voided
much gravel, and is better, but not well: he talks of going on Tuesday
to see the Queen at Hampton Court; I wish he may be able. I never saw so
fine a summer day as this was: how is it with you, pray? and can't you
remember, naughty packs? I han't seen Lord Pembroke yet. He will be
sorry to miss Dilly: I wonder you say nothing of Dilly's being got
to Ireland; if he be not there soon, I shall have some certain odd
thoughts: guess them if you can.

22. I dined in the City to-day with Dr. Freind, at one of my printers:
I inquired for Leigh, but could not find him: I have forgot what sort of
apron you want. I must rout among your letters, a needle in a bottle of
hay. I gave Sterne directions, but where to find him Lord knows. I have
bespoken the spectacles; got a set of Examiners, and five pamphlets,
which I have either written or contributed to, except the best, which
is the vindication of the Duke of Marlborough, and is entirely of the
author of the Atalantis.(17) I have settled Dingley's affair with Tooke,
who has undertaken it, and understands it. I have bespoken a Miscellany:
what would you have me do more? It cost me a shilling coming home; it
rains terribly, and did so in the morning. Lord Treasurer has had an ill
day, in much pain. He writes and does business in his chamber now he is
ill: the man is bewitched: he desires to see me, and I'll maul him, but
he will not value it a rush. I am half weary of them all. I often burst
out into these thoughts, and will certainly steal away as soon as I
decently can. I have many